Physical Contact
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And can I pay over 6 weeks?
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I expect dick hugs to be much cheaper that full-body hugs.
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Hugs shot JR
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For freeing Hat!
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Their beards are so scratchy though!
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The true attention whore
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Best comment I've read in ages
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That was even a plot point in Auf Wiedersehen, Pet
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Even as a man, I don't understand my fellow men's aversion to seeking the ear of a licensed therapist/mental health professional. Cost is a concern, I get that. I have health insurance that covers it, so I don't have to worry about that too much. So it's gotta be something deeper. Like an aversion to confronting oneself? I understand that. Introspection can be frightening, especially if you're encountering parts of your psyche you'd rather weren't there. Or maybe there's past trauma you'd rather not unpack. But a good therapist will be in your corner. They'll be like the healer in an RPG party, dishing out buffs and heals for you, or maybe even inflict debuffs on your inner demons.
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"GFEs cost extra."
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Stupid neoliberal 4000 year old profession.
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Prostitutes are cheaper than therapists in America.
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Both fully clothed? Double-safe hug! Smaller chance of actual skin-to-skin contact.
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Keep going. Eventually the physical pain of having no human contact goes away entirely. The longing for touch becomes weird and foreign. Then nothing matters and you are free finally.
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Only because prostitutes don't take insurance yet.
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Wow, high praise indeed! Thank you.
Of note that I failed to mention was that this man was on Speaker’s Corner and nestled amongst a dozen others shouting and ranting their particular rendition of Truth. I spotted him immediately and was drawn in. He being the obvious and most sensible option for engagement.
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Beggers can't be choosers
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Turns out neo- means old.
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Or, ya know, lack of trust. That's me, woohoo. Had a lot of unworked trauma, my father obliged himself to oay for therapy. Still couldn't do it. I trust no one, much less someone who was trained in ways of meddling with my psyche.
It took me 2 years to take him up on it, and even then I couldn't do more than to bruteforce myself to speak, putting even more distance between me and therapist. In a way, therapy was also traumatic. And no, not therapist fault, she was a golden woman with a big heart and open mind. I just don't trust people.